Island of Doctor Moreau » Places

         /say Hello? Anyone? I need some help here, and some answers!

         Byron was already in the elevator when the others crammed themselves inside. He stood, leaning against the back wall with his arms folded broadly across his chest. He ignored everyone and just looked down toward the ground. 'Great, now I've got this mental case telling me that if I don't watch what I say, someone's gonna kill me. Heh, they better be packing something pretty big if they think I'm just gonna lay down and take their shit.'

He closed his eyes and drew his breaths slowly. When the elevator reached it's destination, the doors slid open to reveal a new area. Stepping out, he looked around cautiously, not seeing anything that set off any sort of alarm in his head. He didn't venture far though, he turned to make sure the others were still coming. After all, he had no idea how to navigate through jungle terrain, and he still really wanted to go outside.

"So, what kinds of things are there to do outside? Can we stay out there as long as we want? Not a whole lot of this makes sense." Again, he folded his arms across his chest and started looking around the room once more. He contemplated whether or not he would want to return to this building once he managed to get outside. If there was some sort of hideaway he could make in the jungle.

He dashed the thought from his head. He had no idea how to find food for himself, and water was going to be even more difficult. No, this was going to be something that had to be done over time. Certainly not his first day here. He figured today would be the day he try to find a good place to set up camp once he did decide to make a break for it. That was the best plan he could come up with.

         Taurus let out a grunt as Alex hit him with his bulk sending him sprawling backwards into the sand. He exclaimed in frustration as shock, outrage and frustration caused his blood to boil. Taurus had never had a proper reason to act against Alex directly he wasn't wise on Alex's strengths nor fully grasped how fast and agile he really is in the water, therefor he treated his actions against him in that moment, as if he where a very large fish to catch.

Taurus had flipped himself over as quickly as his bulk allowed, putting himself into a stance that could only be described as a charging stance. His hooves where planted firmly in the sand his legs coiled and bulging in tense potential energy. His tail whipped back and forth agitatedly as he worked himself up for the attack. All within five seconds he huffed violently enough to kick up dust with his nostrils and charged.

For about half a minute Taurus could be seen quickly gaining on Alex's retreat, then running along side them before taking a running dive aimed for the water beast's spine.

Taurus wasn't aiming to kill or battle Alex, simply to catch him with his bare hands. His strong arms would wrap around Alex's waist as he struggled to both avoid getting kicked in the face and body and plant his hooves in the rolling silt at the river's bed.